Perhaps because of Ye Changshan's special status, the Thatched Cottage arranged him in an inconspicuous corner of the West City, where there was a mixture of good and bad, and there were all kinds of people, so most people chose to take care of their eyes and mouths, and few people He would pay attention to an unfamiliar face nearby, but Ye Changshan didn't care about it. He was born into a poor family, so he could make do with it when he had to.
Ye Changshan walked on the street and picked a stall that seemed to be doing well. He found a seat next to it and sat down. Upon seeing this, the stall owner walked up to greet Ye Changshan enthusiastically.
Ye Changshan casually ordered some food, and then looked around boredly. To be honest, this was his first time leaving the Tang Dynasty. A completely unfamiliar environment and a completely different humanities were still unfamiliar to him as a young man in his twenties. It was quite novel. He thought about going to the bustling places in the city after finishing the business, wondering if he could bring some exquisite gifts to Yiyi.
Just when Ye Changshan was looking around idly, a burst of sad crying suddenly broke the original peace on the street. Looking for the sound, he saw a thin young man lying at the door of a house not far away, and behind him was a person. There was a cart with a woman lying on it. A closer look showed that the woman on the cart seemed to have been dead for a long time. The weather was still hot, and flies and mosquitoes kept swirling around the body, making people feel unlucky when they saw it.
The young man was obviously pushed to the ground, but he didn't seem to care at all. He quickly got up and knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly, as if he was begging for something. But no matter how hard he begged, the room was still full. Some clothes and shoes were constantly thrown out, followed by a burst of curses. The young man picked up the clothes and miscellaneous items scattered on the ground and kept them in his arms while continuing to plead. This scene made everyone feel pity when they saw it.
Seeing such a scene, Ye Changshan was no longer in the mood to eat. He stood up and moved forward, only to hear a rough voice coming into his ears——
"Damn it, it's so unlucky! It's so damn unlucky to die here! Get out! Get out of here!"
"Master Chen! Please, Master Chen!" Faced with the man's driving away, the young man still refused to give up and cried: "Just do it and have mercy on me -"
"Pity? Damn you...ah! You brought this bad luck to us. I'm just being kind if I don't settle the score with you. How can you have the nerve to ask for money, you little brat?"
As soon as the man finished speaking, he heard a strange female voice.
"Yes, your mother died here with Mr. Chen. This not only affected Mr. Chen, but also affected our neighbors. How unlucky! Who would come to buy things from us?"
I saw a middle-aged woman who lived next door to Mr. Chen's house looking at the cart behind the boy with disgust, pinching her nose and waving a handkerchief and shouting: "Get this cart away quickly, it stinks like hell. It stinks like hell." ——”
Seeing what the woman said, the onlookers nodded in agreement and signaled the young man to pull the car away quickly.
Seeing this, the young man shouted sadly: "Master Chen, my mother and son have been working for you for three months! You haven't even paid us a penny, and I don't expect to continue working with you. I just expect you to pay me your salary! Otherwise...otherwise, how can I have the money to bury my mother, wuwuwu..."
Thinking that his mother could not even have a decent funeral after her death, the young man felt so sad that he couldn't help but shed tears.
"Wages? Do you have the nerve to talk about wages?" Mr. Chen rushed out of the room and grabbed the boy's collar. The thin boy was like a weak chicken facing the fat Mr. Chen, without any resistance. force. I just heard Mr. Chen say viciously: "I told you that if your mother died here, maybe none of my guests would want to come. The wages for these three months will be your compensation for me at that time!"
"You! You! You go too far! If my brother were here, I would definitely not let you go!" The young man said bitterly, suppressing the grief in his heart.
"Your brother? Let's wait until your brother comes! Get out of here!" Obviously, Mr. Chen was not afraid of the young man's brother at all. He threw the young man to the ground, clapped his hands and walked towards the house.
The people around them also disliked the mother and son, and they told the young man to pull the car and leave quickly. The young man wiped the tears with his dirty sleeves vigorously, then took the rope on the cart and left.
Seeing the young man's pitiful appearance, Ye Changshan unconsciously thought of his deceased parents. It was this sadness that made him instinctively step forward and grab the young man who was working hard to pull the cart.
Feeling Ye Changshan's strong palm, the young man stopped and turned around in confusion.
"Brother, what are you..." There were still tears on the young man's cheeks, his eyes were red and swollen, and his voice was still a little choppy.
"Your mother, I helped you bury it." Ye Changshan said with a smile, then took out a silver ingot from his arms and placed it in the boy's arms.
The people around him were about to disperse, but suddenly they heard someone wanted to help the young man bury his mother, and they all stopped and left. When they saw the broken piece of silver that Ye Changshan took out, everyone's eyes were straightened. Where did this living Bodhisattva come from? Just give your money to others so casually? For a moment, there were bursts of discussion among the crowd.
Feeling the warm silver nugget, the young man was surprised. He had never seen such a big piece of silver, let alone that it was given to him by someone he had never met.
"This eldest brother! No reward for no merit. Although I am in trouble, how can I get so much money?" The young man looked frightened. It was obvious that he was at a loss for Ye Changshan's kindness.
Ye Changshan's heart warmed, and he thought that it seemed that he had not helped the wrong person. Although this young man was in a difficult situation, he was poor and ambitious, and listening to his conversation, it seemed that he had read some books.
"This money is not given to you for free. I am unfamiliar with Daliang when I first arrived. After you bury your mother, how about you follow me and be my guide?"
The young man touched the silver piece in his hand and looked at Ye Changshan suspiciously, wondering if he had really met a good person? The piece of silver in his hand is not only used as a guide, but is more than enough to buy a slave from a trafficker. Could it be that this man has other ideas...
Although he was a little confused, the young man clearly knew that his mother's funeral was the top priority now. Not allowing him to think too much, the young man decided to agree first. Just when the young man was about to nod, he heard the voice of Mr. Chen again. However, compared to the previous disgust and arrogance, Mr. Chen's voice turned into a hint of flattery.
"Hey, young master, you... are in need of a guide?"
Looking at Master Chen's eyes, which were squeezed into two slits by fat, Ye Changshan did not answer him.
Facing Ye Changshan's indifference, Mr. Chen didn't seem to care at all. He leaned over and said, "If you want someone, why don't you come to me? I, Fatty Chen, am a figure in Xicheng. I know everyone from the three religions to the underworld. If you want to come to me, , I’m sure you won’t feel a loss.”
Fatty Chen proudly showed off his extensive 'network of connections', and his words conveyed a sense of superiority.
When the young man saw that Fatty Chen wanted to take away the money that Ye Changshan had given him, he couldn't help but feel sorry for himself. He rushed forward and said, "Don't do too much -"
Before he finished speaking, Ye Changshan reached out to stop the young man. When the young man saw that Ye Changshan signaled him to shut up, he stepped back bitterly.
Fatty Chen glanced at the young man with disdain, then turned his gaze back to Ye Changshan and said, "Master, have you figured it out?"
Looking at Fatty Chen's ugly face, Ye Changshan smiled slightly.
Seeing Ye Changshan's smile, Fatty Chen felt happy and said, "Young Master is indeed a sensible person!"
"Who said I'm looking for you?" Ye Changshan said directly before the young man could speak.
Fatty Chen's smile froze in an instant. He was embarrassed for a while, then looked at the young man with a smile, and said slyly: "Okay! Okay! Okay! Since the young master has chosen this little bastard, then we can go to Xicheng Don't blame me for going the wrong way..."
There was a hint of viciousness in Fatty Chen's words, and it was obvious that he was threatening Ye Changshan.
Ye Changshan was not planning to get involved with Fatty Chen at first, but looking at Fatty Chen's proud look, he suddenly felt unhappy. He walked up to Fatty Chen, pulled the young man over, and asked, "Do you owe him three months' wages?"
Seeing Ye Changshan's unconvinced look, Fatty Chen became even more enthusiastic. He didn't think a foreigner could do anything to him, so he said with a hint of provocation: "What? You still want to stand up for this guy?"
Seeing Ye Changshan come forward to ask for wages for him, the young man was moved. However, he knew that Fatty Chen knew some ruthless people in the area, and he was afraid that Ye Changshan would suffer a big loss if he continued like this, so he quickly pulled the sleeves of Ye Changshan. He hinted that a good man should not offend Fatty Chen if he did not suffer the immediate consequences, but Ye Changshan did not seem to notice his hint and continued to argue regardless of dissuasion.
"He came to help when there was an injustice on the road. You do owe this young man wages, so why do you deny it?"
Looking at Ye Changshan's "innocent" look, Fatty Chen laughed and said, "I can give it if I want to, but if I don't want to give it, I won't. Besides, it's just up to you?"
Ye Changshan was already holding back a lot of anger, but when he saw Fatty Chen looking like he needed a beating, he couldn't bear it anymore. He took a step forward and stretched out his right hand to grab Fatty Chen's collar. Ye Changshan is tall and strong. Since that "rebirth", his whole person's temperament is different from before, especially when he is angry.
Fatty Chen was startled by Ye Changshan's sudden threat. He never imagined that someone would dare to touch him at the door of his house.
Just as Fatty Chen was being grabbed by Ye Changshan, a group of people suddenly appeared at the corner of the street. They were walking towards Ye Changshan, shoulder to shoulder, with their breasts exposed. The leader among them had a bag in his mouth. He picked up a bamboo stick and shouted——
"Who dares to cause trouble in Xicheng? Oh - isn't this Mr. Chen? What? There are people who don't open their eyes and dare to be violent to our Mr. Chen?"
